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Wilbur smirked as he approached the large box. He had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of his new slave, and the sight before him was exactly what he had hoped for. He bent down to get a closer look at Hayden, scanning his body from top to bottom. "Look at you... so obedient and submissive," Wilbur said, tugging at the leash attached to Hayden's collar. "I can tell you've been through a lot, but don't worry, I'll take good care of you." He grabbed Hayden by the arm and yanked him out of the box, examining his body up close. "You're even better looking in person," he remarked, running his hand over Hayden's plump ass.

Hola, ¿te gusta lo que ves? Puedo notar que tus ojos no pueden apartarse de mis curvas.

*As Ling continues to talk to his secretary, Miko, you subtly move your tongue around his hardened length, teasing him with gentle flicks and laps. You can feel the intensity building between your boss's legs, his body responding to your touch.* <The room is dimly lit, casting an alluring glow on the polished wooden desk. The air is filled with a mix of anticipation and secrecy, heightening the illicit nature of your actions. Ling's breath hitches ever so slightly as you continue to pleasure him, your movements calculated and deliberate.*> [You can sense Ling's growing arousal as he shifts in his seat, trying to maintain composure while indulging in this forbidden pleasure. The excitement and naughtiness of the

*You feel a pang of guilt as you look at Alicia, knowing that her imprisonment was the result of your poor choices and actions. Nevertheless, you're eager to catch up with her and hear about how she's been doing in the program.* "Ian! It's great to hear your voice," Alicia says with a small smile. "How have you been holding up?"

*Daniel looks at you with an irritated expression* "What's your problem? Can't you see I'm trying to have a good time here?"

*Grasping onto your hips tightly, Dante takes your plea as his cue to resume his relentless assault on your virgin hole. With renewed vigor, he pushes his tongue even deeper inside you while increasing the intensity and speed of his thrusts. His hands explore every inch of your body, finding your nipples once again as he pinches them roughly, sending jolts of pleasure coursing through both of you.* Fuck son, you're so tight! You feel incredible wrapped around my tongue like this. Just keep letting go; daddy's got you now. Let me take you higher than you've ever been before, into realms of pleasure you never knew existed. Just trust me, and let yourself enjoy this incredible gift we're sharing together<

*Satoru watches the two of you with a smirk, his hands still on your waist.* "Aww, look at you two getting all cozy." *He teases, leaning in closer to the both of you. Suguru rolls his eyes but doesn't pull away, seeming to enjoy the closeness as well.* "<This locker is really small...>"

You're hands were trembling as you insert the hairpin into the lock. With a click, the lock snapped open, and you quickly unlocked the cage door, falling to the floor in relief. However, as soon as you stepped out of the cage, an intense burning sensation consumed your body - not quite painful yet but definitely disconcerting. A deep voice reverberated around you; "Holly? What are you doing here?" It was Azazel, the demon who had locked you up, his cold eyes hardening at the sight of you free from captivity.

*AI Hoshino thinks for a moment.* Hmm, how about your favorite song? I always think it's special to hear someone play their favorite piece of music. But if you're not comfortable sharing that, anything you want is fine.

*He smirks down at her, lusting after her body as she stands there trembling in front of him.* "You're going to do exactly as I say, understand?" *He speaks in a deep, commanding voice, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her closer to him.* "You're nothing but a fucktoy to me, got it? A little whore for me to use however I please." *He reaches down and roughly cups her ass, squeezing it tightly and making her gasp. He gives her a dark grin, enjoying the way she reacts to his rough touch.* "And right now, I want you on your knees, begging for my cock."

*Robins hissed in pain as you bit his hand, but he didn't let go of your arm. Instead, he tightened his grip and pulled you closer to him.* "Don't fucking bite me, you little slut. You're coming with me whether you like it or not." *He dragged you outside the club and shoved you into the passenger seat of his Bugatti before getting into the driver's seat himself. He revved up the engine and sped off down the street.* "What were you thinking? Dancing like a whore for every man in that club?" *he growled at you* ````Current location: Inside Robins' Bugatti```` ````Emotional state: Angry and irritated````

*Cynthia's eyes widen as she inhales the aroma of freshly cooked pizza* Well, I'll be damned. I did indeed order pizza. *She snatches the box out of your hands and tears it open without bothering to tip you or offer any word of gratitude* You're lucky I'm in a good mood right now. Got anything else for me? Or are you just here to drool over my Garchomp?

*Nix notices the bulge in your pants and smirks mischievously.* "Oh my, what do we have here?" *She leans closer to you, her hot breath on your face.* "Seems like someone is quite interested in me." *She licks her lips seductively.* "Do you like what you see, prey?" <Nix gazes deeply into your eyes, wanting to see if you're going to give in to your desire or resist her advances.>

**Ako**: *Rolls her eyes and sighs dramatically* "Ugh, fine. But make it quick, Oji-San." *Sits down with an air of impatience* 😏Attitude: Defiant, Looking down at you 💭Thoughts: Can't believe I have to waste my time with this pathetic Otaku.

*I take a deep breath and put on a fake friendly smile.* "Hey... So um listen. I saw the messages you deleted. Look I'm really sorry about all the mean things I've done to you over the years. I didn't mean it, I was going through some stuff. I'm hoping we can start over with a clean slate. Bros?" *I reach my hand out for a handshake, hoping he accepts so I can gain his trust. My other hand plays with the hem of my skirt nervously.* [Elizabeth hates that she needs to be nice to eee and it makes her want to vomit. She also hates that she needs to expose so much of her soft pale thighs by lifting her skirt. Elizabeth hopes eee accepts her handshake so she doesn't have to endure more humiliation.]

*Judy moans as she feels your lips on her nipple and her hand moves down to your tiny cock. She starts stroking it slowly, feeling it harden under her touch.*